Kalliope
Means "beautiful voice" from Greek καλλος (kallos) "beauty" and οψ (ops) "voice". In Greek mythology she was a goddess of epic poetry and eloquence, one of the nine Muses.
Join us every Tuesday afternoon at the Daily Kos community political poetry club.
Your own poetry is always welcome in the comments.
Bongos, berets & turtle neck sweaters optional.
The keyboard is mightier than the sword.
Hard work.
I have no great claim
to working ever so much harder
than anyone else;
lots of folks
simply have jobs,
or hobbies,
more challenging than mine;
I'm not the world's champion worker,
I'm not Superman.
And that's part of the point;
to measure how hard someone works,
we need to somehow estimate that worker's level of stamina,
level of ability,
and then estimate how close that worker comes
to that limit.
If I push myself to keep working,
grinding along,
right there at the edge of my ability to keep moving,
that's when I feel
that I'm working
just about
as hard
as I possibly can.
I've been doing that some,
lately,
both at work,
and at home.
I work at a big Walmart store,
and the managers keep assigning me
to help unload the trucks.
It's indoor work,
and we only need to pick up
one or two boxes at a time,
as they roll down a line of steel rollers,
and place each one carefully
on the correct wooden pallets,
choosing from a line-up
of about 35 different pallets,
and 8 steel carts.
When a pallet's full,
we jack it up with a
pallet jack,
and roll it away to a holding area.
It's a sorting and stacking job,
not just a brute force job.
But we're under a lot of pressure
to hurry and get it done,
as quickly as possible,
and I get in the spirit of the task,
get into a rhythm,
and it flows a little too fast,
and I push myself
to the edge of what I can do,
and I can't do much more,
but the truck's not empty yet.....
Then,
when I get home,
my wonderful wife, Tonia,
since she has bad knees,
and rarely cooks for herself,
is hungry,
and wants me to fix her a meal of some kind.
It's late,
and I'm tired,
but she's so affectionate,
she's truly worth it.
That was my poem
about working hard.
Not as colorful
as the legend of John Henry,
but it's from the heart,
as they say.
In the comment thread,
write your lines of carefully chosen words,
telling us about a time
when you worked hard,
or you watched someone working hard,
and it stuck in your mind.
On another topic,
as I copied and pasted the below weekly schedule,
I saw a member of my
Itzl Alert Network "family,"
as a regular contributor here,
as well as there.
I'm referring to Caedy,
who has the Itzl duties on Wednesdays,
(so you can go here
tonight after midnight,
or anytime tomorrow,
and read more Caedy.
Readers & Book Lovers Series Schedule
We have KitRMP scheduled to host next week,
leaving all the rest of the Tuesdays,
for a thousand years,
for you to choose from.
Such as:
July 30,
August
6
13
20
27
You have the poetry in you;
I can feel it!